She said she wanted a clean break, a fresh start, a new view on this tired scene. Unable to physically remove herself or transcend realities she began breaking and replacing everything around her in an almost systematic manner. She thought that if the landscape changed, if the players changes, then inevitably she would have to change too. Passing off the blame to those around her rather than riding herself to the shame house. It was a sad story and even as she was telling it, creating it, she could see the flaws and fractures in her reasoning. She hung to the belief that if she just created a break so severe her neurological pathways would be forced to reconfigure themselves. But the bad times kept revisiting her in her dreams because you can’t teach ghosts to stay away and you can’t ask memories to change.